tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617480612533506385.post5259842361028631899..comments2024-03-02T13:20:05.410-05:00Comments on The Corner With a View: Willows whiten, aspens quiver,/ Little breezes dusk and shiverAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10845051786114528609noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617480612533506385.post-47051219709665698012010-11-11T11:08:48.956-05:002010-11-11T11:08:48.956-05:00Noooooo! That's MY poem! I mean, well, you kno...Noooooo! That's MY poem! I mean, well, you know ... ;) How did you think to post it before I did??? I love that poem so much, I wrote a paper on it freshman year. Sigh. Of college. And LOL on Anne. I never actually could make myself read the stories; I was so enraptured with "Little Women," I suppose, I felt treacherous. But I did watch the first movie ... but I dont really remember how I enjoyed it, because I think I was ill at the time. Feverish. Probably pneumonia or bronchitis or scarlet fever or something terribly, terribly romantic ... *uh-huh, sure*Catherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15834784707926988958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-617480612533506385.post-43030960881527644802010-11-11T10:15:26.503-05:002010-11-11T10:15:26.503-05:00I would nearly drown in a boat just to have Gilber...I would nearly drown in a boat just to have Gilbert save me. Just saying.<br /><br />Thank you for the beautiful poem...such a good complement to a autumn morning :)Emilynoreply@blogger.com